Doomsday Kay Flock (Ft. Dougie B & Thunder Bklu)

[Intro: Thunder Bklu & Dougie B]
Glo made that beat?
Thunder Bklu, grrt
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah-grrah, boom
When I up this bitch, bitch, better move, like
Like, gang, gang
[?] better not fuck up my mood, like
Fuck that [?] I go kuu, like, grrah
Like, grrah, grrah-grrah, like
Grrah-grrah, grrta-grrta, grrt, move
Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, grrt
Grrah-grrah, grrt, gang-gang-gang

[Verse 1: Kay Flock]
If I up this .30, bitch, better move (Like, what?)
Choppa go, "Grrah-grrah" bitch, know doom, like
700, DOA be the move (Like, what?)
Talkin' on bro, I'ma shoot at your crew, like (Like, who?)
Give a fuck if that shit make the news (Give a fuck 'bout it)
She a baba, that lil' bitch a smooch, like
Off the patty or .42, she might get loose, like (Get loose)
Off thе deuce, what I say, she gon' do, likе

[Verse 2: Dougie B & Thunder Bklu]
Talkin' on bro, that's a ticket to death (Gang-gang-gang)
Kay start buggin', clickin' 'till he deaf (Gang-gang-gang)
Thotty no rumpin', I just want the neck (Gang-gang-gang)
Bitch, ain't no cuffin', I just want the check (Grrt, grrah-grrah-grrah)
Two shots hit him, now he gotta dipGun go up, when Kay say, "It's lit"
Catch him in traffic, like, "Pussy, bet' not trip"
I'ma start flockin', tryna catch a hit (Grrah, grrah)